Ah! Satan

Beautiful, you and I It?s the same damn thing that will make you cry Can?t get it out of my head, its engraved in stone Running through my head like a train with no home My head starts to spin off the shoulders that I thought were so strong You stay up late and contemplate Just a little bit longer, don?t hesitate I?m not sorry that it turned out this way Cause those memories Just won?t go away